THE GAY BARTENDER

Chapter Seventeen.

Work was the only thing that mattered .The bakery needed to be swept and mopped. Laura ate the last croissans the day before , which meant I’d have to go through the painstaking process of making the dough and moulding it just right.It was better that way, I didn’t have to think of anything else.So I started the mixer and got things going , while I rushed around the kitchen, wiping down the counter , cleaning out the sin , and ultimately mopping the floor. It didn’t really need mopping but I couldn’t stand around.

The second I stopped ,I’d searcher, leaning over me, his c**k surging through me. It was too dangerous to swoon over a pig like him. He made sure that I knew exactly hoe he felt .He didn’t want me , and I was going to have to accept that.

I started a abatch of blueberry syrup on the stove and walked out into the loby.It was still early .The sun was up , but there was nobody out.There wouldn’t be any customers for atleast another hour, and it was going to take sometime for the dough to be ready. I hated myself for letting Archer get to me. I couldn’t let it continue by standing alone in the lobby with nothing to do wasn’t going to make things better.I must’ve been the stupidiest woman on the entire planet.The man was a pig .He didn’t even want me.He just wanted to screw m , and he was taken.Thre was no way we could be together so why could I not stop thinking about him.?

I walked back to the kitchen and started working on the croissants.I’d put so much energy on cooking that I had forgotten or rather surpressed everything else.Now I was rebelling, acting out, making reckless decisions – thinking about a man I couldn’t hace.

I had to stop this .No man was worth this kind of trouble.I’d have to face it if I got distracted from work. I pulled out a bg of yeast , some flour and water and I mixed it into the mixing bowl .Then I left it to rise while I stirred the blueberry syrup. It was watery so I turned on the heat a little higher.

The doorbell rang and Laura walked in ‘’Hey,’’ she called out as she entered the lobby.

‘’Youre on time.’’I came out and gave her a quick hug.

‘’don’t remind me.’’ She started checking in at the register as I entered into the kitchen so I could taste the blueberry syrup. It was rich but a little tart. I reached to the top cupboard above the stove to grab a ajug of sugar then turned around to set it down on the counter.

Laura was staring at me with a big grin.’’How was your weekend?””

‘’I’m tired , I just wasn’t to get things done and have an easy day.’’

I opened the sugar jug and measured out two cups.

‘’What’d he do?’’

‘’I don’t want to talk about it.’’

‘’Why not ?”

‘’Because I cant stop thinking about it, and I don’t have time for distractions. I have to make these croissants and the syrup.Archer doesn’t matter.’’I poured the sugar into the syrup pot.

‘’Something’s up.’’ She walked into the walk-in and helped herself to a galzed donut.

‘’No’’I stomped inside .’’There is nothing ‘up’. He’s a complete jackass and I want nothing to do with him’’

‘’Then why are you upset?’’

‘’Oh no. You don’t come at me like that , trying to say am all defensive.’’

‘’Are you defensive?””

‘’I’m pissed is what iam.’’I grabbed a nectarine off the shelf and took a bite .’’He was too good to be true.’’

‘’Well, what was too good about him.’’

‘’He’s rich. He’s a hardworker .He cares about nothing but business and he is easy to talk to.’’

‘’But..’’

‘’Alright’’ I walked back out into the kitchen .’’You really wanna know what happened?’’

‘’Yes’’

‘’He screwed me sideways and dropped me right back at home without so much as a simple single word.’’

I took a bit of my fruit.’’Which I wouldn’t have freaked about, honestly.Its not like I need a man to complicate things but he wanted me out as soon as we were done , like he didn’t want somebody to know I was there.’’

‘’You think he’s taken?’’

‘’I think he’s married .’’I checked the syrup againg and turned down the heat , then walked back out into the lobby.The morning rush would be coming soon.

‘’Are you sure?’’ She asked from the kitchen.

‘’I thnk so’’

A man walked in wearing a black pinstriped suit and a baby blue shirt .His blond hair was combed to a point in the front.

‘’Hello.’’He stopped infront of the counter to look at the menu .

‘’What can I get you?’’I asked

‘’Not sure yet’’

‘’Just let me know if you need anything .Ill be here’’ When I turned around I caught him looking at me with a corner of the eye.

‘’Are you the owner’’ he asked.

I turned back to him.’’Yes’’

‘’And everything you make is from scratch?” He took a look around.

‘’that’s right.’’

‘’Looks amazing’’He wasn’t looking at the food.

‘’Thanks’’ I blushed.

‘’I think I’ll get a chocolate muffin and some coffee’’

‘’Comin right up’’ He had the most adorable dimples when he smiled.

‘’Ive got two tickets to the game tonight if you wanna come along.’’

‘’I don’t even know your name.’’ I grabbed his muffin out of the case.

‘’Evans.’’ He outstretched his hand and shook mine. When he pulled it away, something golden caught the light. It was a ring. He was married.

‘’I’m sorry.’’I drew back ‘’I cant .’’I turned away to pour his coffee and brought it back to him.

‘’That’s okay,’’ He paid and left.

‘’What was that ‘’Laura was leaning against the kitchen door behind me.

‘’Aman with a ring on his finger who wanted to take me out on a date.’’

‘’Want me to go out and bulgeon him with a rolling pin?’’

‘’No, we should let his wife get the first shot in.’’

‘’Good pint’’

‘’Come on. I’ve gotta get things going’’ I pulled her in the back so we could continue making the croissant dough.

Laura had her job for one very good reason. She knew what she was doing , and she was quick. She worked that dough like a professional, pounding it into the counter, kneading it an